When you’ve been practicing how to smooth-talk in front of a mirror for days, but your crush walks in when you least expect it…

Tim: Meeting me. You are. Date. Second one.

Tam: Words are not in the right order but, hey, masked vigilante. *kisses him on the cheek*

When you finally, finally get some sleep but the Justice League needs your expertise…

Bruce: Hrrrrn. *mumbles* Yes. Speaking.

Bruce: *sits up on his bed, cradling the phone between his cheek and shoulder*

Bruce: *yawns* Could you just not let me enjoy this moment of not knowing something? I mean, it happens so rarely.

When it’s your turn to pick which movie to watch at the Manor with your half-Kryptonian best friend…

Conner [to Tim]: There’s a horror movie called “Alien”? That’s really offensive. No wonder everybody keeps invading you.